Ascension of Our Lord was a Catholic parish in Evanston, Illinois, founded in 1912 by a community of relatively recent Polish immigrants.
This community lived in an area of Evanston whose borders were approximately Dodge Avenue to the west, Main Street to the south, Dempster Street to the north, and Asbury to the east.
This Jubilee Book combines a narrative and pictorial history of the parish and testimonials from Catholic Church officials and area businesses.
Included among the photographs are pictures of 24 of the 8th grade graduating classes of the parish school (1921, 1923, 1927-1940, 1944, 1955-1956, and 1958-1962). Also included are photographs of all students in grades 1-8 enrolled in 1962. The complete text is indexed and searchable via Adobe Acrobat.
Another history of Ascension of Our Lord parish, excerpted from "A History of the Parishes of the Archdiocese of Chicago" (1980), is at:
December 27, 2015 Subject:
This book brings back a lot of bad memories (as in PTSD, post-traumatic stress syndrome)
I was an altar boy around 1961 and people often ask me if I was abused and my answer is YES, but not by the priests, by the nuns.
My first recollection is when I was just 6 years old, learning penmanship, and a nun at Ascension of Our Lord, in Evanston, Illinois called me to the front of the class, told me to hold my hand out and started beating me on the knuckles with a wooden ruler. She said it was because I wrote with a red pen, which was the mark of the devil. There were hundreds of such abusive attacks against me and other kids that I witnessed over 9 years.
The two worst nuns were Sister Lorita and Sister Humilitas. They loved tormenting some of the kids, especially boys. Lorita really had it in for Richard Olkiewicz, I could never figure out why. If he mispronounced a word she would make fun of him and humiliate him and get the other kids to laugh at him. She said his handwriting was sloppy and crunched the paper page in his face. Other times she made him take his pants down and beat him on the buttocks, she also would twist his earlobes or the hair on the back of his neck. I'm sure that for every child abused by a priest, there were 100 abused by nuns.
Even the "good nun," Sister Salome was weird. I always got A's on my tests and quizzes but never more than B+ on my report cards. My mother asked Sister Salome why, and the nun said if she gave me A's I would be too proud of myself, and I needed to be humble.
Unlike the Evanston, Illinois public schools, the Ascension of Our Lord school did not offer any courses in science, music, art, physical education, or foreign languages. I later discovered that the nuns didn't even have B.A. degrees! When I later entered Evanston Township High School I discovered what it meant to be "culturally deprived", because most of the public school kids were so far ahead of the Catholic kids from Ascension of Our Lord!